This is a song about "Time and fate"

That determine the outcome of fate

She self made, i'm self made

Where every recipient, property of the state

And if i was a fool i would believe fate,

Climb to the church steeple and resign myself to my sinner's fate/

I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape

Do you plan to pass this cold trait, and have your offspring last this cold fate?

Twooneeight never reveives hate aint got time for a date, fate remains unsealed,

Roley, rolex, relaxsay she just gave me head, leaned over in the front seat

And i don't waste my time!

There you lyin’ a rhyme

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

The ride lurches forward and slowly creep towards our fate

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight

I can seal your fate in a crate and make that shit parana bait